Personal Space

Paid hands



the second tuesday of each month


vanity unwelcome


averted gaze

tipped well

shuffled out


skin against skin

five minutes

maybe less

not enough


he began the mourning

before it was finished

before he was toweled off


he always paid for the shampoo

fingers like bolts of lightning

tracing across his scalp

mechanical, professional,

eyes closed

he almost believed.


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